The following poem is the first thing I see when I open my writing composition book. It does not reflect my life, as some may think; it is just a poem I came up with. Enjoy!
Falling
You're looking at me,
I'm looking at you.
Could it be true?
Am I really falling for you?
We are best friends,
But now things have changed.
I'm falling in love with you,
My life is being rearranged.
I'm falling for you even more.
Thoughts race through my head.
And I realize who you're looking at:
It's the girl behind me instead.
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